Prince Gesrek

Apologize

"I've hurt you a hundred times, so why am I angry just because you hurt me a few times?" Keyara Valentia's.

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"So who are you? Deden or Kafa?" ask Gibran to clarify the person in front of him at this moment.

"Gue doesn't like Kafa, Den. I prefer Deden, whose brain has retired in half," said Vino, hoping that Deden would give the answer he wanted.

"Where would I be a demon?" tanya Deden is more like a statement.

"Lo's missing? What's spanking? Same what? The ibab? Or ******? Who keeps candles? " Gibran railed against Deden with many questions in shock at Deden's sudden answer.

"Musyrik lo! Dude, you spit up there. I'm afraid it's fitting you again around the candle to the wind. Inget dead! Later your body is not accepted," said Vino continued no less surprised.

Ptakk ....

Deden hit both his best friend's heads hard. He did not really think how these two lizards were created. No way they were born because they were downloaded, the server continued to error until they became. How can they think if he's spying? Just be right.

"That's not what it means!" Dane tried to explain. "Urang there are still past affairs that require urang to become Kafa, but for now urang also prefers to be Deden."

"Eh, urang-maneh?" Vino was a little surprised to realize the difference in the way Deden spoke. "So Deden means this?"

"How do you mean?" gibran asked for a clear answer.

"Gue will be Deden, but don't be surprised if one day I'm Kafa" replied Deden with a serious face.

"Well now Kafa?" vino asked, still confused.

"And that was unclear. Yaudah, mending now you help me apologize to Key."

"Loh, so Deden again?"

"IQ lo how much, Vin? It's just been diem," said Gibran felt annoyed with his friends. "So now what do we want, Den? Do you have any ideas?"

Deden grinned for a moment he stepped onto the teacher's desk and took out a marker.

"Let's be a soldier for a while" said Deden smiling happily.

Now their appearance was very, strange. Once again they were lucky, because today the teacher was holding an impromptu meeting so that no one taught. Their behavior was already level with the commander of the mental hospital. The students in their class stared while occasionally laughing.

Deden and the duo were holding a broom each of which they held a long barrel gun. Their faces had black markings of marker marks.

"Den, is this us soldiers or hello kitty anyway?" gibran asked, looking at his face on the screen.

"Yes, Den. Which soldier's line on his face is like a cat's mustache?" timpal Vino agreed.

Deden drew three lines on each of their right and left cheeks in turn. Maybe it was because of Deden who had never seen the war soldiers directly, so it was just that he drew a line on their faces with a careless marker. As a result, they looked more like they were using a cat effect in a mobile app, rather than a soldier.

"That doesn't have to be cared for. Your face is crossed not going to turn into saucy. The worse it is," said Deden indifferently.

"That's exactly what we're afraid of, Den."

"Have a go, let's go."

They left the class for Key's class while carrying a broom. The cleanliness section in their class even had time to curse those who carried class brooms. The other students even held back laughter because they could not see Deden and his best friend, but they were afraid that Deden would suddenly turn into Kafa. Because of the change in attitude Deden to Kafa is more frightening than a female tiger PMS.

"Rail train .. prett .. prett .. prett ..., who our soul mate ... searched for ... did not meet ...." The footsteps of Deden and the duo of gibberish galloped, they lined up long back. The broom is still held sweet in the hand. The students were already used to seeing their strange behavior, so they only looked and occasionally laughed out loud.

"Position ready!" said Deden reigning, Duo Cunguk standing firmly with a broom next to their bodies.

"Ready!" timpal they're in unison.

"Foot!"

"Ready! Shoot what?"

"Birds!"

"Eh?" The duo looked down at them, noticing what.

"But this is a broom, Juminten! How can you shoot?" cerca Gibran is upset about Deden's orders.

"Oh yes, yaudah continued."

They walked back to Key's class. Every now and then the students who look, ask them the medicine has been swallowed or not.

"Your class is surrounded!" deden shouted into the classroom. Steering his broom forward was like preparing to shoot.

The students in Key's class were confused, some were surprised, some even raised their hands reflexively. But then they held back the laughter from seeing the appearance of Deden and his companions. Ah it seems that Deden has healed, and the healing of Deden means his madness is growing.

Deden and the cute duo lined up in front of the class, the other students who were enjoying the empty lesson turned their attention to the three of them.

"There are heartache victims in this class. Please quiet!" Deden again shouted all the students who understood directly glanced towards Key. As a result, now Key feels like an artist for being the center of attention.

Gibran and Vino were already pushing slowly on Key's body to the front of the class, his hands bent back and held. Didn't Deden say he was a victim? Why did he become such a suspect? After all, they have disturbed Key who is busy reading Novel.

Now Deden has come face to face with Key. Their distance is quite close, only a short distance from the tip of their shoes are far apart.

"Deden?" tanya Key was confused to see the appearance of Deden. "Sorry, I mean Kafa," Key looked down, not daring to look back at Deden.

"Urang Deden's. Kafa's sleeping." said Deden smiling warmly at Key.

Key's heart was pounding again, the gurgle that he always felt lately every met with Deden.

Now beside them Vino has made his broom as a mic, he sings seriosa songs. Although the sound of Vino sounding ancur bin makes ear pain, but everyone remains focused on seeing what happens in front.

"Okay now we start." Gibran is between Deden and Key. They also turned to face Gibran.

Gibran extended his hand towards Deden and Deden turned to accept him. Vino draped a dull green Key-class tablecloth over the head of Deden and Key facing Gibran. Now they looked like they were going to have a marriage contract with Gibran as their successor. The students were more enthusiastic watching, some other students also accompanied Vino sing seriosa, really choir that made the eardrum rupture.

"Deden the porridgeer, I pledge your apology to Keyara Valentia with a set of sincerely paid hearts!" gibran said slightly shaking his hands that shook with Deden.

"Receive no wrongdoing, and solemnly apologize to Keyara Valentia with a set of sincere hearts paid sincerely!" timpal Deden was loud with one breath.

"Where are the buciners? Right?" gibran asked all the students in the class.

"Well!" Everyone spoke out loud and in unison, Vino who shouted the loudest. Hopefully not heard until another class even the teacher's room.

"Where, Key?" tanya Deden looked at Key who had been holding back his laughter.

Key nodded slowly with a smile. "Gue sorry you!"

"Horay!"

The class came back noisy, cheers sounded happy. The students began to greet Key and Deden while lined up one by one like greeting a pair of brides.

"Haha ... "

Sura loud laughter rang out from the back bench, they all turned to look for the source of the sound.

"So that's lo's girl, Fa? Or should I call him Deden?" Juna stepped forward towards Deden and the others.

"Well, Juna?" tanya Deden was confused to see his motorcycle gank friend.

"When I wanted to be that girl's boyfriend. It turned out to be the property of captain Pheonix," continued Juna smiling inexplicable.

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Holla everyone! Deden is Back, Uwu .... So someone said it again.

Urang \= Me

Maneh \= You

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